I love our country. 

I cannot hear the Stars Spangled Banner or the Pledge of Allegiance or see the American flag or a solider without getting a lump in my throat or tear filled eyes. I am just super grateful for our country, our freedom and liberty. I am thankful for the life I have been given to live free, particularly the freedom to worship my God. 

So when I read and see images of the lawlessness, blatant disregard and disrespect for our country, the American flag, our men and women in uniform and the very foundation for which this great nation was founded, my heart is grieved. I am broken. It pains me greatly of the division, the hate and evil. There is a righteous anger that wells up in me. It's not right and it's not okay. 

This is not a political issue. This is a heart issue. It's a gospel, bible, truth issue. It's a sin issue. We are not honoring and respecting one another as fellow image bearers of our God. We teach children not to hit or say unkind words. We toot the "golden rule" but yet find ourselves exempt from actually living it out. We are not walking in love, peace and harmony. We are not taking care of the land God has given us. It's breaking my heart and I believe it also grieves the Holy Spirit. 

I am not hopeless, but I realize that my part is to pray and teach my children God's word and his ways. I strive to live a life that represents gratitude, respect, honor and justice. I want my life and actions to match my belief and words. I want to do better and set a better example for my kids. 

I am very grateful for our men and women in uniform, our military and law enforcement and first responders. Thank you for your sacrifice and for choosing to live out the call of God on your life. May God strengthen you, renew you and hide you in the shadow of his almighty wings. 


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